The Combatant Maiden

Chapter 5

I went to my room and sprawled out on my bed which was covered with a white sheet that had small green plants printed on it vertically.
My room was painted a pale purple except one side of the quadrilateral that i painted white. My bed was to the other side of the room away from the white wall and my chest of drawers was beside it. There is a window beside my bed to the left, and a wooden chair beside it. There used to be a matching desk but i stabbed it. I stabbed it whenever i was angry or just feel uneven which annoys me. I did that with the knife and carved it till it looked like art to me. I carved one leg into a face and body figure of a woman but not too thin so the table would possibly break. Another leg, i carved grape vines and leaves into it.
As for the side of the room that was white, i painted there. Yes, again, but with poster paint. I learnt in art class that there is to be a border when drawing and i had one there in black. I paint something new on it almost every other day, i don't allow two weeks to pass.

I painted nice things  on my wall. I painted a big tree to the left and birds near it, the tree took a while. I painted a cat licking her paw, at the right end was a grape vine and at the very top i placed dark clouds and rain falling. In front of this wall was a couch that i moved from the attic.(it wasn't as heavy as i thought it would be). The couch was turnt to gave the wall, sometimes to fall asleep  i lay on the couch stating at the wall and that was just what i did that evening.

I fell asleep around four o'clock and and woke up around seven o'clock and decided I'm gonna go for a walk after i change my clothes.

When i had on my sweatpants and T-shirt and went to the top of the staircase ready to jump ready to jump over them like a hulk when i heard kissing sounds and i was sure Mom and Dad weren't home yet.

So instead of pretending to be shehulk i quietly crept down the stairs stooping and holding the railing with my two hands and looking through. At a time like this I'm glad that Mom put carpet on the stairs, so my footsteps wouldn't be heard. I saw light, that was coming from the television but wasn't hearing it so i guess it was on mute. I crawled down the stairs and saw my brother he was hovering over someone in the sofa but i couldn't see whom, but there were bare legs crossed at his lower back that was also bare. My eyes grew wide as i saw Mark moving in a sexual way. I stood up and silently walked behind the couch and rested my left hand on the back of it, my right hand on my hip and legs crossed looking down on them.Mark and his female counterpart were still passionately kissing, but i couldn't see her face and her hands were on his cheeks.

"Whew!"
I said, frightening the hell out of Mark and he jumped up as his mate covered her face with the same hands she held his sweaty face with and squirmed laying on her side and using the cushion from the sofa to cover her face instead.

I was now staring at Mark,
"Well someones been workin' out."
"Mya,", he gave me an annoyed look.
"In the sofa?, is you for real?"
"Your grammar is incorrect"
"Are you really debating on that now?"
"Aren't you supposed to be sleeping?"
"Huh?!, Aren't you supposed to be sleeping!?"

She still had the cushion on her face. Hey, that's mine!

"Gimmie my cushion you wimp!"
I grabbed it from her and she quickly replaced it with her hand.

"Don't call her that"
"Alright, Mark's one night stand," i turned to Mark, "Cause I'm sure you have a girlfriend."

"She is my girlfriend"
I blinked three times and looked at him cause he must be kidding. I didn't even bother question any further, she was squirming and hiding like a coward. "Whatever, I'm going out and when I come back i don't want to hear that ill be an aunt."
I turned on my heel and went through the door to get myself some ice-cream.

Though it was dark i walked the two blocks to the ice-cream parlour. I dont usually walk around this late but it didn't bother me. The only thing that bothered me was this specific corner between the two blocks that differentiated them that was extremely dark but didnt have a specific name other than dark corner.
The name of the street it was on was Sound Street and i heard a lot of girls got raped, kidnapped and beaten in that area and i remembered those things and stopped walking, looked at my sneakers and a shadow infront formed a tree by the outline.

I looked up and saw how pitch black my surroundings were and how the trees swayed as the wind blew. I looked behind me and the only thing i could see was a light post a little farther up the road and had a very bright light that looked dark orange. I heard bushes move and a twig or two break and i turned my head quickly to the direction the noises were coming from.
The noises continued and sounded now like whatever was moving against them moved faster and i started to step back and three guys stepped out of the bushes and i stopped. Two boys came out from the right and one on the left and through the dark i could see he was blonde. I could see them all because of their light coloured skin. I froze and watched them so ill know the next move to make. The blonde stood in the middle and spoke. "Well, well, well, we have a visitor boys.", while he walked to stand in front of me. He stopped a few centimetres away from my face and i walked around him,"No, not at all, I'm just a passer by so...".
One of the other two guys moved in front of me and growled,"No one just passes here, pretty", i couldn't see him very well but i felt his rough hand touch my cheek and i flinched, turned around and ran. The first guy grabbed me and held my arms under my wrist and pulled me close to his chest, "hey, why you running fighter girl?, not so bad anymore?"

I guess he knows me, screw that, he knows me. Only people from my school and neighborhood call me that. I slowly moved  my face closer to his,"Chinese proverb, never fight when you can run." I blew hard in his face as a distraction, i raised my knee with as much pressure i had and he reacted as every boy does. But the difference was, he didn't hold it, he kept a hold unto my hand and his feet together with knees slightly bent with a groan in pain.

He then sighed  really loud and with alot of pressure and i heard footsteps running and predicted it was his associates. I started to panic and flashed my hands like coach drivers used to do to their horses and was released from Blondie's hold and ran again once more but my attempt failed when hands swung around my waist and lifted me up while swinging me  around and i kicked like a wild horse.
"Ow!!!, the fff..?!, she kicked me in the face!!", the other screamed, attracting the attention of the one holding me and i could tell because i felt his face against my back slide to my arm; i dug my nails into his hands around my stomach,then swung my right elbow behind releasing a scream from him and i continued till he moved his face after the first four hits when he moved to the other side receiving two more then rested his head on my spine squeazing my stomach tighter.

I regurgitated and felt weak, i stopped moving. He released his hold a bit and said "have any of you dimwits call the others yet?"
Others!, there are OTHERS!?!?!?!

My eyes opened wide and i looked at the joker behind me and heard the blaring sound of a truck driving towards us. I said the the words of stress in my thought, after i sighed, "oh dear"